To My Dear Mr. Huo

I'm fine. Zuo Hongchen's lower back was actually still aching, but he didn't want Su Qingsang to worry: Small injury, don't worry too much.

It's fine.

Huo Jinyao stood behind and looked at these two people, expressing concern that you were okay and I would be okay.

He only felt that his teeth were going to be sore. Sour, really sour.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged Su Qingsang directly into his arms.

His body took a small step forward, blocking most of Su Qingsang's body, and looked at Zuo Hongchen.

I heard that Senior Brother rescued our family Qingsang? Thank you so much. Otherwise, it's almost lunchtime. Or I will be the host, and I will invite Senior Brother to enjoy a meal together?

Su Qingsang also went to see Zuo Hongchen. He helped her and wanted to invite him to dinner.

Zuo Hongchen looked at the hand that Huo Jinyao put on Su Qingsang's shoulder and felt very dazzling. If I eat with them again, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat anymore.

No need. I have surgery in the afternoon.

That's such a pity. Huo Jinyao glanced at Su Qingsang as he spoke: Since senior brother is not free, let's change it. Qingsang is also tired today, why don't we go home and rest first?

Okay. Su Qingsang nodded: I have to go to Corey to hand over the work.

I'll accompany you. Huo Jinyao put his arms around her waist instead: Let's go. Let's go over now.

Then senior, let's go first.

OK, bye.

Goodbye. Senior brother. It was Huo Jinyao who spoke, and before Su Qingsang raised his hand and waved, he had already led her around and headed towards the elevator.

Zuo Hongchen looked at their backs, his eyes were obviously lost.

Why are you walking so fast? Su Qingsang's demeanor was only maintained until he entered the elevator: I haven't finished talking to senior brother yet.

Huo Jinyao turned to look at her: Where do you talk so much? You stay in a hospital every day, and you think you have less time to talk?

What did you say? Su Qingsang almost lost to him: Senior brother's surgery is on the seventh floor. Our obstetrics department is on the fourth floor. How can we talk every day?

If you are busy, is it difficult to even want to meet?

Do you feel sorry for this? Huo Jinyao approached her, his face barely sticking to Su Qingsang's face.

Su Qingsang's body took a step back: Huo Jinyao.

Wife. Huo Jinyao put his arms around her waist: The person I want to talk more to, here, it's me. I'm your husband.

Enough is enough. Su Qingsang went to hold his hand: There is still surveillance here.

What does that matter? Huo Jinyao didn't care at all: It just happened to let the whole hospital know that you have a husband. It also happened to let those male doctors stay away from you.

When he spoke, he emphasized the words male doctor, which made Su Qingsang want to laugh.

Fortunately, the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital is all female doctors. Then if he is in another department, Huo Jinyao can't let her not go to class?

Turning his face away and ignoring this guy, Su Qingsang went back to his department and explained the matter before leaving.

Following Huo Jinyao downstairs, in addition to Zhang Mei's husband who was taken away, there were some people outside.

Those people were all watching, and the banner was not removed.

Su Qingsang looked at it, and his mood became depressed again. Huo Jinyao clearly felt her mood change, and reached out to hold her hand tightly.

Wife, don't think too much, I said, this has nothing to do with you.

I thought of a nickname for Huo Huo today, guess what?